Lyrics:
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
getting money so fuck you gon do
bout it
I hope you a killer cuz I'm known to shoot bout it
I bought a coup bust the roof out it
My youngin 16 already got 2
to hurt me a hoe
I'm in the club on this riddlin' nigga and puffin' the dro'
You already know, bitch it's PT
And ain't naan nigga in here gon' fuck wit
2 God that a PT Cruiser don't hit you
Cuz if i get hit I rather die by a jag
Or died in a fire fight lettin it fly with the mag
And jump out
c valley red rover
Red rover
Red rover
Send
That hottie
Right over
No, the hottie.
Two doors down
From that one
Seriously people
Look
as a curtain
'Cause I'm not comforted by red and blue lights when I'm hurtin'
Mommy loves you yeah I knew but I wasn't certain
'Cause the lenses through which
on the spaceship
Two 12s in the trunk Martians love when the bass hit
My time is now I can't waste it
Roadblocks don't face em
Ima hop over jumpman spacejam
MJ
never felt this tight
Two minutes in and I'm already sore (WHAT!)
Went to the store got head from a whore (WHORE!)
This is sex galore we already on round
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
like that
Never going home again
Red hot in black
Red hot in black
Oh my, when I woke up
She'd already gone out to her work
My head was aching
two glocks does that mean that I have the vision (Do I got division)
Maybe that's over your head the thought is just too complicated (You missed it)
If
trying to get my dick wet
I'ma get high, yeah, let her suck me like Skip said
That might went over your head, drinkin' downers, no Sudafed
Dressed in
Of anybody or anything.
Chorus.
Red eyes for the streets, how e wan be na.
Future bright yeah I know but hungry wan kill man.
2 a.m boys deh awake.
Dem
mama
Eyes is so red you could call me a stoner
Tears wellin up like the cup runneth over
Crying the tears really flowing niagra
Why you make this shit so
right now
From the southern, sweaty brothers
Lyrics go harder than any other
Wet the gutters, heavy thunder
When I step out, they already runnin'!
Bought
was a red car and it was new.
There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat.
Out across your field, you could see two tiny people
it was a red car and it was new
There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat
Out across your field, you could see two tiny people
see two tiny people walking by your woods.
You began to walk towards them.
Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
reversed?
I'll need a certain potion first
Go to the wood and bring me back
One, the cow as white as milk
Two, the cape as red as blood
Three, the hair
reversed?
I'll need a certain potion first
Go to the wood and bring me back
One, the cow as white as milk
Two, the cape as red as blood
Three, the hair
you know what that odor be (yea)
Cooking up
Man I might up the composer fee (composer fee)
When I Needed You pt. II
Matter of fact, I'm done with
to roll up
Put down that 2K, time to win me over
We can get it, no
'Cause you already got me, right where you want me to be (back it up, back it up)
I
shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun
Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every
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